Langsung ke konten utama

#ForeverAloneTrip

"ngerandom yuk!"
Dua kata ini kayanya udah lama banget gue denger. Tapi sejauh ini, gue belum pernah ikutan ngerandom sama orang yang ngajakin. Biasanya sih karena pas banget bentrok sama janji lain, atau guenya lagi ga mood. Tapi bukan berarti gue ga pernah ngerandom. Sering banget malah. Besoknya uas, gue malah jalan ke margo, muter-muter dari bawah sampai atas, terus pulang. Atau tiba-tiba pengen beli satu barang (ya, satu barang) dan harus naik krl ke jakarta, yaudah gue langsung pergi. Atau, abis dari tempat magang gue pengen jalan kaki, yaudah gue jalan kaki. Kadang nyangkut di ratu plaza, kadang nyangkut di fx, pacific place, dan juga pernah jalan kaki sampai stasiun sudirman. Dari PU ke stasiun sudirman jauh lho.. Atau lagi, cuma pengen ikut acara di atamerica atau ada pesta HUT DKI. Kalau gue lagi mood, ada duit, lagi ga ada acara, ya gue langsung ke tkp..

Tapi, ya itu. Gue keseringan jalan sendiri </3

No. Gue sih ga masalah sendiri. Enakan sendiri sih, kalau mau jalan tinggal bawa badan (dan uang). Mau ke sana ga usah mikir, jalan aja. Tapi ga enaknya sih ga ada temen cerita selama jalan, ngomentarin ini itu.. Yah, banyak sih enaknya kalau jalan sama temen (deket). Tapi gimana, gue kadang suka spontan dan random ga kenal jam.. :( Bahkan minggu lalu gue tiba-tiba pengen ke bukittinggi, besok paginya langsung jalan sendiri naik minibus. Terus harus naik angkot, gue lupa-lupa inget naik angkot mana. Gue asal naik sih, untung lewat tujuan gue, ngarai sianok :') Liburan semester kemaren gue ke jogja, ga sendiri sih. Awalnya bareng anak NOS, tapi gue ga ikut balik dan jalan2 di jogja sama Retno. Ke Wonosobo juga dadakan. Kalau ga ada Cori yang nemenin, gue ke sananya sendiri pasti. Mungkin gue lagi dalam fase lari. Lari dari sesuatu.. Maunya jauh-jauh dari lingkar masalah. Tapi kan ujung-ujungnya balik lagi.. Huft.

Mungkin nanti foreveralonetrip gue ini berakhir.. Mungkin..

Komentar

Postingan populer dari blog ini

A Story of Unsuccessful Romance: Chapter 1

 I Saw You Across The Classroom I would've never thought that the moment I saw him for the first time across our classroom was the moment that I would remember for the longest time. I was just a 14 year old kid who like pretty people with pretty eyes. Little did I know I would think over him over the years.. I got accepted to one of reputable public high school in my city, barely. My name was at the bottom of selection results, like, the last 5 people who got in to this school. Nevertheless, I was excited, of course. It was my dream to be a student here since it would help me path my way to go to reputable universities in the future. Back then, this school had two special programs, the acceleration program where you could study in high school for two years, and the international program - where you (were supposed to) learn all the subjects in English. I just finished my orientation and I was initially studying at grade X (ten) - 3. My mom, who was a high school teacher herself in a...

amazing weekend

I went to Kota Tua and Monas last Friday with my housemates. I actually doubted that I could go there considering that I still had remaining undone tasks that had to be done. but since I've had the busiest week ever in May (meetings, assignments..), I decided to leave it and grab the rarest chance ever, spending time with my housemates, since we have this unmatched schedule. so we went to Kota Tua and we took a lot (trust me, A LOT) of photos with Laura's camera ;) and when the twilight touched this part of Indonesia, we set our feet to trans jakarta shelter and headed to Monas. even when hadn't touch the front gate of Monas, we already took so many pictures! hahaha you can imagine when a bunch of girls holding a camera.. we just can't hold the passion of taking pictures.. lol when we finally went back to our house, I immediately took a bath, and reached my bed to sleep because I was extremely exhausted, but happy! :D the next day, on Saturday morning, my friend asked...

Day 26 (?) - Self Quarantine

I don't know about myself anymore. I hate myself. I loathe my sister, her high voice. I hate how I become easily angry at things. I hate everything. My colleagues from work finally asked me why I am not on Twitter anymore. Oh I still am. I'm just using a different account and signed out from my main account. I hate seeing my friends there, or I just hate that I keep pouring my minds out there that I felt insecure about them reading too much of my mind. Or I just hate how intense the discussion about how Indonesian Government handle the pandemic. I don't know. I just grow distant because I am not having a real interaction there. I hate chatting on app. I really don't like every single thing. And stuck with my sister? Oh God. Can I just die already? Like instant die. Instantly vanished. My existence doesn't matter anymore I need a break from being just a pain in the ass from anyone. I hate myself so much and this is not even from my PMS talking. My period end...